the revenge of love
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"sign it dea " I looked at the paper and then back to him
"but I.. " before I could say anything , he clapped his hands in front of me, stopping me from saying anything more " please " tears started to flow down my eyes , I stared at him with tears , finally giving up myself , I holded the pen firmly around my finger and scratched out my sign, my heart ached , I just felt like I destroyed my life with my own hands
'you will wait for me , right ? ' his voice echoed my ear
'till my last breath '
How could I spend my entire life with someone else when I already gave my heart and soul to him . The thought even grossed me .
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"don't touch me " I flinched , moving away from him
" but Ayra " he took a step were I stopped him showing up my palm
"stop , don't move " I quavered collapsing on his bed
" why did you married me , just why " I gritted my teeth ,crying out .holding the edge of the comfort in a fist
" I'm no more a virgin , I lost my virginity and soul to him " I shutted my eyes , crying more and more
"I know " my head shotted up at him hastily
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